Michaela POV - two days later
The bell rings and I stand up, heading to lunch.
I walk into the hallway and see Ms. Sanchez heading towards me.
"Hey Michaela, how we doing today?" She asks.
I shrug and look down.
"There's someone in my office to see you." She continues.
I look down and nod.
'Probably another police officer.'
I close my locker and she stops me.
I flinch and she softens, "You want to go get your lunch?"
I sigh and shake my head.
"Okay. I have snacks if you want."
I follow her slowly to her office and continue to stare at the floor.
"I thought that you'd be more excited to see me."
My head snaps up and I see Alex sitting there.
I feel a smile come across my face and look down.
"I brought lunch. I heard that you like pizza." She says.
"Alright, I'm going to grab my lunch." Ms. Sanchez says.
"Pizza smells really good, Michaela." She continues and walks out.
I sigh.
"Heard you stayed at school yesterday, that's good."
I bite my lip and nod.
"And that you've been instead hanging out in here." She says.
I shrug and nod.
"All of the paperwork is done and sent to Carrie so we're hoping we will be good to go when I get back in two weeks." She says.
I glance up and nod.
"Still not up for talking?" She asks.
I sigh and shake my head.
"Can I tell you about training?" She asks and takes a bite of pizza.
I look up and nod.
"Okay, so we did footvolley. My partner was Ali. Krieger. You know who she is?" She asks.
I nod.
"Anyways, it was crazy. Ali had to like do a dive header and we won." She says.
I look up and stare at the pizza.
She notices and puts a slice on a plate, walking over and setting it near me.
"We play these little games to have fun, break up the tough training, bond as a team." She continues talking.
I look at the pizza and pick it up, inspecting it, and taking a bite.
"It's good, huh?"
I look down and nod.
"I'm leaving for Philadelphia tomorrow." She says.
"You ever been?" She asks.
I shake my head.
"You been out of Florida?"
I sigh and shake my head.
"Serv and I will take you. Anywhere you want to go and we will go." She says.
I shrug.
"Did Carrie talk to you about Amelia and Bennett?" She sighs.
I sigh and bite my lip then nod.
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Work in Progress (Alex Morgan x foster!reader)
General FictionWhen Alex Morgan meets Michaela Richards, she gets the sense that something isn't right. When she turns on the news a few weeks later, she comes to know that her gut was right. Michaela Richards is. 13-year-old girl who lives a nightmare every day...